After midnight on December 30th, having just returned from a three-day expedition to a place three hours away by boat from Puerto Williams, Yendegaia brings me back to bed. Of course, only after some wine shared at the neighbor's house.
While it may not be the paradise one typically envisions, it remains one of the most amazing places I've ever set foot in. Mother Earth herself seemed to be aware of our trip, gifting us with glorious sunshine and a temperature that was perfect for us (as well as for the swarms of mosquitoes that mercilessly attacked all parts of our bodies). Sixteen degrees Celsius is not an everyday occurrence here, not even in the midst of summer when we where there.
During our expedition, we’ve blazed trails, gotten lost in our search for the glacier that Google Earth promised, only to find ourselves in the middle of a beaver dam that blocked our way upstream. Thankfully, upon reaching Caleta Ferrary-Yendegaia, one of the cabins was unlocked, sparing us the need to set up camp. We simply tidied up after the fishermen and gathered some firewood for cooking and keeping warm at night. During our days, we spotted a guanaco, condors, red foxes, and some of the last wild horses in the area (known as baguales, introduced a few decades ago and now a threat to the park). We fished for trout, hunted rabbits, and even savored caiquén eggs... mmm! What an exhilarating experience! In these moments, one feels alive - alive like the mosquito that flies away, having stolen (or been gifted) a fragment of my being. Yet at the same time, one feels as insignificant as the one that died crushed by my hand while trying to fulfill its purpose.
If you would like to know more about this and other adventures at the End of the World, or are thinking about expeditions that take you off the beaten track, feel free to contact us here.